Thursday, March 17, 2016

Curb-side Dropoffs

Sometimes it takes a while for me to work up enough venom to post a big rant on any one topic.  And sometimes there are a whole lot of little things annoying me, but none of them are enough to get a blog post of their own.  What a dilemma. 

So, it's the first ever installment of Curb-Side Dropoffs.  The quick-hitters.  The passengers I barely hit the emergency brake for before shoving them onto their front lawns.  Here goes:

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Erin Andrews' Trip to Hell

If you have any access to TV, radio, or internet, you've no doubt become familiar with the Erin Andrews case.  But just in case you live in a cave (or you're a regular ShortBus customer), let me give you the short version:

TV sports reporter/personality/hottie Erin Andrews turned a lot of heads over the years.  Mine included.  Sports tends to be a pretty misogynistic realm, what with being driven primarily by dudes.  So it's pretty rare that a female sideline reporter gets to be on anyone's airwaves unless she's attractive.  And I must say -- Erin Andrews is pretty good at her job.  Oh, she's knowledgeable about sports, too.



Seriously -- it sucks for women that they're objectified for their looks to the degree that they are, but Erin Andrews, after drawing the male eyeballs, managed to actually impress us with her knowledge of the games she covered.  She's a damn good sideline reporter who takes pride in doing her job well.  But she is a pretty woman, and pretty women have to deal with a certain level of bullshit.  Pretty women who are public figures have to put up with more.

Erin Andrews got an industrial size pile of it.